“I rise to move,” quoth he—
“Move off! unhand me, long beard loon!”
Eftsoons his hand dropt he.
He holds him with his vacant eye,
Spell-bound John Bull stands still:
And listens like a gaping child:
The orator hath his will.
(Six verses omitted.)
Punch (1849) on Thomas C. Anstey, M.P. for Youghal, the “Prolix orator.”